Ties Brenton Campbell All ties may, at once, come to end. Their breath and bonds shan’t hold, nor stay, And life or death be their last friend.
A trembling hand moves now to send Shimmering time, hard earned, now far away. All ties may, at once, come to end.
See many blood-red feathers extend; Splayed wide, now more blood than prey. And life or death be their last friend.
Tear-stained fingers scrape to mend Gleaming silver, a heart now in pain. All ties may, at once, come to end.
Tear-filled eyes now blink, distend Toward that which once it took away. And life or death be their last friend. And you, my friend, question. I’ll lend You this wisdom I speak today. All ties may, at once, come to end; And life or death be their last friend.
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